Wind. WIND. That was my ride up 95 through Nevada en route Bend. I left Ike and Rose’s snowbird special in Las Vegas. Note: Never, I mean never, let Ike talk you into consuming some probiotic concoction before a long ride in some of the most remote regions in the country. I had to dive into almost every public restroom, sorry any one who had to follow me. Made it to Fernley, NV.
